Dong, Dongdong!

A hurried knock on the door came in. After the office door was pushed open, Gao Mu saw Wang Yizheng, who looked happy.

"Brother Gao, Mr. Wang, didn't disturb you?"

"My office is not locked, so what's there to disturb."

It was normal to speak white, but Wang Feifei explained it with some sensitivity and unnecessary words.

"How do you know I'm here?"

Gao Mu looked behind Wang Yi, and there was no one else, and Dong Wenjun did not follow him.

He had been chatting with Li Ziting at the front desk for so long, but he had never seen Dong and Wang appear. He had been in Wang Feifei's office for so long, and Wang Yi was just rushing to come, which made him a little doubtful if they were not in the company?

"The front desk called me, but you didn't say exactly when it was coming. Lao Dong and I were both entertaining guests in the hotel and neglecting the major shareholder."

After the real company was established, although Wang Yizheng still called Brother Gao, his tone and mentality had actually changed a little.

Although Jinbei is not Gao Mu alone, he also has shares in it, both a shareholder and an executive.

But he knew very well that Jinbei could do nothing, but Gao Mu could not be left without him. Without him, he could not play.

When Jinbei was preparing to build it, he and Dong Wenjun relied on their wealth and operated it independently in private.

Unfortunately, he returned home in a big defeat!

The ideas are all continuation of Gao Mu's ideas, and he tried to imitate his trading style, but the final result was completely different from the imagination.

Dreams are full, reality is skinny.

This private operation made them understand that some things cannot be learned by looking at them on the surface, and the true value of real kung fu is never seen.

His own failure also made them pay more and more attention to Gao Mu and the mysterious team behind him.

Gao Mu glanced at Wang Yizheng. He knew that this sense of distance was still very weak. In a few years, when his identity continued to change, his weakness would gradually become heavier.

"Drinking tea, this is Huangshan Maojian."

Gao Mu pointed to the tea that Wang Feifei put down, picked up his own sip, and introduced casually.

"Good tea. It's not the first time I've been here by Mr. Wang. I didn't know there is such a good tea." Wang Yi was smiling and said, "Isn't it just left it for Brother Gao, right?"

"Mr. Wang always comes to me to drink coffee, so I don't have the chance to contribute this tea!"

What Wang Feifei is holding is coffee.

"I'll know next time, it turns out that you still have good tea here."

Wang Yi doesn’t have that much interest in coffee.

"Next time I make tea for you, I will keep the coffee for myself."

Wang Feifei’s coffee is not a street stall product. She feels distressed every time she is wasted by Dong and Wang.

"How are the preparations for the cocktail party? Have all the invited guests arrived?"

Gao Mu didn't care about coffee and tea. What he was looking forward to was whether he could meet more people in the circle and expand his connections at such a small opening party.

"It's more than half an hour to officially start, and more than half of the invited guests have arrived."

This timely reception that Jinbei Investment opened was also a semi-public exchange of friends in the circle. There were not many people invited, but they were all friends who usually got along well, so they came very early.

“How long will it take to get to the hotel from here?”

"Just next door, walk for more than ten minutes, and take a bus for up to five minutes."

It is easy to walk, and you can walk at will. If you take a car, you have to go to the underground garage and find a place to park. You don’t need a minute to drive.

"That's pretty close. Mr. Dong is busy over there alone? Do you want to go over and help first?"

Gao Mu was not prepared to go so early. He wanted to meet people and not to steal the limelight from Dong Wang and the others. The opening remarks and ceremonies were left for them to play.

"I'm so busy that Mr. Jia and my wife are all there. In addition, half of the sales staff in the company are there to help there, don't worry?"

After receiving a call from Li Ziting, Wang Yi said hello to Dong Wenjun and rushed over in a hurry, fearing that there would be some people behind him who were blind.

Even though I knew that Wang Feifei was following him, I was still worried.

"Dr. Wang, do you want to go there with Mr. Wang first? I'll go there later."

"no!"

Opposition in unison.

"What's wrong? Isn't it next door? Tell me the detailed location, I won't be able to find a place, right?"

Gao Mu looked at the two of them in confusion, objecting so neatly.

"It's not that you can't find a place, but that we're afraid that you will be stopped by someone at the door at the cocktail party."

Wang Feifei and Wang Yi are opposed because they are afraid that history will repeat itself.

"Okay, I'll go there with you."

Gao Mu had no words to object, just go early, if he really had another scene that could not make progress, he might also have a mentality.

Jinbei's hotel was not held in a luxurious hotel. Dong Wang found a professional hotel nearby, and booked a lobby where wedding banquets could be held, which was simply decorated.

The cocktail party mode of Western food buffet is relaxed and pleasant.

Sure enough, hotel staff were guarding the door of the cocktail party, and no invitation letters were allowed to enter.

Of course, with Wang Yi leading the team, Gao Mu and Wang Feifei entered the venue without any invitation letter, without any obstacles.

Considering that there are not many people invited and mainly friends are the main ones, the condition for invitation is to bring your own family.

Therefore, when Gao Mu and the others came, the scene they saw was like a family dinner, with adults chatting in groups of three or three, and children fighting in groups of three or five.

Have a happy time! ~

A simple rostrum was holding a striking banner, and wrote a letter to warmly celebrate the establishment of Jinbei Investment and celebrate the reception.

Gao Mu's arrival did not arouse other people's ideas, but Dong Wenjun discovered it immediately.

After Wang Yi was rushing to the company, he kept paying attention to the door and waiting for Gao Mu to arrive.

Others think that Jin Bei is their work in charge of Wang Dong, but they have the final say. Even Wang Feifei, the beautiful chairman, has a vase character.

But they themselves knew very well that although Gao Mu had never participated in the company's specific affairs, he did not interfere with their working methods and content.

But in Jinbei, among all their shareholders on and under the table, there is a consensus that Gao Mu is the one who can decide everything in the company.

Even though his shares are only forty percent together, their weight is far more than the remaining sixty percent.

"Sorry, you guys talk, I'll leave."

Leaving the guests who were chatting with him, Dong Wenjun greeted him with half a glass of wine: "Brother Gao, Dong Wang."

It was normal to call Brother Gao Mugao before, but now it is not suitable, but they can't find a suitable title for a while, so they can only continue for a while.

“Mr. Dong, Xin

It's so bitter, this cocktail party was held well."

"You're apologizing. What we've held this time is not a formal standard cocktail party. I can only say that we took this opportunity to gather friends we know together and get to know each other. There's no chance of cooperation here."

"We should go around more. Many big businesses are chatted. I was wondering if Jinbei can fix this cocktail party today, and hold a customer thank-you party this day every year."

Gao Mu threw out an idea: when interacting with people, only those who move can be good connections.

"Well, this idea is good. It can also correspond to the year-end cocktail party. The density of twice a year should be good for customers. This time we are preparing in a hurry. If we do it next time, we can invite a professional team to plan it, and it can even be held in a party."

One word of the word, one word of the word of the Gao Mu completely opened up Dong Wenjun's ideas.

"Well said it, I think you can prepare some gifts, special gifts, preferably unique to us Jinbei." Wang Feifei's eyes also lit up: "For example, cooperate with some international brands to customize some small wallets and belts with our Jinbei logo."

"This idea is good. You can arrange the year-end cocktail party, which is also a good publicity copy." Gao Mu nodded and admired: "However, Jinbei will hold a cocktail party next time, you can't put it here. You must change to a better place. The level must be of grade. The layout of the venue is not enough. Even if we come up with the good copy, we will also give a lot of discounts."

"Yes, this time I was indeed a little hurry."

Dong Wenjun's amount of money Wang Yi looked at each other. They hadn't seen the good place before, but the money spent was also scary, so they jointly rejected it.

"Where do you think you'll be able to hold a thank-you party next time?" Wang Yi asked with his eyebrows in his arms.

Wang Feifei pointed out the window and said, "I see it is good to put Oriental Pearl and the grade is good."

Gao Mu shook his head and smiled silently.

"You are not satisfied with the Oriental Pearl?" Wang Feifei was very surprised: "You don't want to hold it in a five-star hotel, right? What about Shangri-La?"

Gao Mu still shook his head.

"You just said where you want to hold it?"

After she talked about so many good places, Gao Mu was not satisfied. Wang Feifei simply stopped suggesting and asked Gao Mu to order the table directly.

"Is Jinmao open? Is it a year-end thank-you party today in Jinmao Hotel."

Gao Mu narrowed his eyes and looked at a tight wall, and the tallest building stood in that direction.

"Jinmao Building? It's very intimidating now, and the money you need to spend when holding a large-scale cocktail party is not a small number."

Dong Wenjun's heart became tight, and he had never thought about Jinmao Building.

As the tallest building in China, it has just opened shortly after it opened, Jinmao Building is still the focus of attention.

I heard that the hotel rooms inside are hard to find, and the prices are rising, and they have always been at the highest price.

"If you are in short supply, please contact us quickly and set the time before you can plan. As for the money, is 10 million enough?"

"Ahem cough cough..."

Is ten million enough?

He almost choked Dong Wenjun and Wang Yizheng to death. Jinbei is rich, but his pure assets are only 30 million yuan. It will cost one-third of his assets to hold a year-end cocktail party.
Chapter completed!